"Sorry about this, my uncle is sick in the head, lost his marbles—you don't need to take him seriously." The young Taoist ran over to the bedside in embarrassment, grabbing the old Taoist's robe and pulling him down: "Uncle, this gentleman came especially to see you, please be nice and don't disgrace our Qianqing Temple."
"I won't! Today I shall slay demons and exorcise evil, to eradicate harm for the people!" The old Taoist held up the chicken leg, his gaze unyielding as he stared intently at Lu Li.
The young Taoist coaxed him: "All right, all right~ once lunch is ready and you've eaten, then you can go slay demons and exorcise evil."
The old Taoist turned his head, spraying spit: "You're so annoying, can't you see I'm eating?"
The young Taoist grinned, not a bit offended: "One cooked chicken leg isn't enough for an elder like you. Today the cafeteria is making potato beef stew."
"That... well, alright then. For the sake of the beef stew."